Clipped Wing

Clipped Wing

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I’m not human. I don’t worry about catching the bus on time. I fly. I don’t panic over money. I pray and then when I wake up I find what I need most right beside me. I've never set an alarm before. The sun shines on me and I rise to the soft glow of light. And I’m not alone. I’m the runt of a civilization that’s existed for three million years and counting. We live in the clouds. We can stitch clouds together like a quilt and make a home. And the strongest of us can create rivers, mountains, desert, and glaciers where there is nothing. I’m not human. But I did have a very human choice to make. The choice between good and evil. I think I chose wrong.
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I don't know whether I'm human or a demon. I don't know what my purpose here is. all I know is that I'm not normal, and I never will be. I am treated different no matter how people see me. I am not normal like them yet they treat me with kindness. I am lucky, to have such a life when the people around me are suffering.

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